Losing My [control over] Religion
posted in Child Care, Working Moms, Mom Rants |By now, you know that my nanny is quite religious and that on one occasion her beliefs have conflicted with a proposed activity for my son. By now you know that I’m on nanny #3 and that our relationship has had its tenuous moments. And by now, because I have not mentioned it in quite awhile, you must know (or at least think) that things are actually working out (this is usually when the phrase “jinx” could be used) and that things are relatively calm on the child care front.
Because, by now, my nanny and I are at the point in our relationship where we’re finally letting down our guard, pushing some comfort zones and letting our personalities and interests enter conversations where to-do lists and questions commonly prevailed. Thing is, with nanny/ mommy relationships it’s always something. Just when you’re on the precipice of thinking everything is perfect, something happens to throw off your mojo just a bit.
Like when I opened up the CD player in my basement yesterday and saw this:
Loosely translated: What the F is my son listening to?
Yes, my son is enrolled in a Jewish pre-pre school program. Yes, I celebrate the Jewish holidays to the best of my abilities. But this doesn’t mean that I necessarily promote religion outside of this context. Or promote anything that has the word gospel in it. Ok, I’m not gonna lie and say that the music wasn’t catchy or that I didn’t smile when “Hava Nagila” came on. Or that it’s not touching that someone took the time to burn a CD (hope it’s not pirated) for my music-loving son.
But I can’t say I get that “tingly all good feeling” when I think of my son sitting in our basement all afternoon playing while a Spanish version of “Canto de Moises” drones on in the background.
Oy gevalt, the guilt.
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